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		<title>In the cellar</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 11:27:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was ready to leave home for work, when suddenly she, my sweet neighbor, was again in the door. She was a bit nervous, a bit excited. She asked my to follow her. Ui, what a surprise entering her house, going downstairs into her cellar. She said, she found some paintings at the wall and [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was ready to leave home for work, when suddenly she, my sweet neighbor, was again in the door. She was a bit nervous, a bit excited. She asked my to follow her. Ui, what a surprise entering her house, going downstairs into her cellar. She said, she found some paintings at the wall and was unsure what do do. I took my gaslighter when we reached the position at the wall and i switched it on. In the soft and warm light we saw this:</p>
<p><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-2040" alt="oldmasterlook04oklf" src="http://www.klaweide.de/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/oldmasterlook04oklf.jpg" width="750" height="1000" /></p>
<p>Again a pinting of her relative. WOW, this cellar must be very old and another thing was obvious: The painter had been in the cellar with all his painter equipment. A riddle, unsolved. What was the relation between the painter and the relative ? Until now, we don´t know. Mrs. Robinson, looking fascinated at the picture said, that she will call the local Gallery to get a final judgment on this painting&#8230;.&#8221;They have specialists&#8221;, she said.</p>
<p>I switched off the gas lighter. It went really hot and nearly burnt my fingers. It was dark in the cellar and after a short while i switched it on again, moving it around and another surprise at the wall:</p>
<p><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-2041" alt="oldmasterlook02oklf" src="http://www.klaweide.de/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/oldmasterlook02oklf.jpg" width="750" height="1000" /></p>
<p>Mrs. Robinson was so excited. Perhaps this is worth lot of money. So she hurried away towards the next telephone. I quickly followed her. Stay tuned for updates &#8230;</p>
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